Really Awful Knoll Ledge


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Mac comfort zone

MacGregor comfort zone …

For NaPoWriMo Day Twenty – prompt to write about what you know.
(Written in another blackout on laptop plus a rechargeable light.)

In climbing knoll of knowledge, one
Should always be aware,
That reaching higher ledge is done
With very special care,
To spend too much time having fun
One simply doesn’t dare,
And yet, comes to the longer run,
The progress made is … fair.

The things I know would fill a book –
Or quite a few of those –
What plants to shade good gardeners took,
And what in sunlight grows,
What flowers to tuck in sheltered nook,
Or show out in the snows,
Good planting for a balanced look,
And how rose pruning goes.

I also know a fair amount
About how one should write,
With keeping to a low word-count,
But staying up all night;
To, of all knowledge, take the fount
Of Google as the height,
But try not too much to as-tount –
Not everyone is bright.

When knowledge reaches to the stage
I no more books can fill,
I energetic’lly engage
In filling more up, still;
The way in which I fill each page
With knowledge that is nil?
My made-up stuff goes on the stage –
Imagine, if you will!

Of course, I readily admit
That all that I know not
Makes what I do know easily fit
Within one single dot –
As full stop in the infinite
Of books the world has got –
But yet, if you should think of it,
I still know quite a lot!

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Really Awfully Difficult Poetic Form.


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I spotted these cloud formations at sunset this evening, and sprinted quickly down the road for a proper capture.

I spotted these cloud formations at sunset this evening, and sprinted quickly down the road for a proper capture.

 

I started a landay yesterday for NaPoWriMo Day 19, but then came a power cut.  I hadn’t been watching the clock, so I lost it before I could save.

Then, after return, I wrote three – and the computer froze.  After I had restarted it, I found that those, too, had not been saved.  I gave up and went to bed.

However, I don’t give up easily, and on the new attempts tried to see if I could, as well as doing the nine plus thirteen syllables, accommodate the traditional endings on ‘ma’ or ‘na’ sounds:

   The landay gives me a dilemma:
Its origins provide a strong comedic stemmer.

   Pushtan women, for freedom greener,
Used landlays to provide an expressive arena. 

   Afghanistan needs a reformer
To lead them to women’s rights: a relentless stormer.

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Photo Challenge Early Bird Take 2


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Early Bird

This morning I did get up early enough to get the early birds.  Can you spot all forty of them?

This morning I did get up early enough to get the early birds. Can you get all forty of them or do you get cross and crosseyed?

The early bird may get the worm,
But just remember that
The one the bird’s fate will confirm
Will be an early cat. 

Perhaps the cat is hunted by
An owl hoo ’s earlier yet –
The earlier you get to try,
They luckier you get. 

It shows the way to be well fed,
And really have a ball,
When time comes round for going to bed,
Is not to go at all.

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REALLY WONDERFUL RIDE AND REALLY AWFUL DEFACEMENT


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Day 18 of NaPoWriMo: “And now for our (as always, optional) prompt, which takes us from 2015 back to the 1700s. After all, it’s the eighteenth of April, which means that today is the 240th anniversary of the midnight ride of Paul Revere! Today, in keeping with the theme of rush and warning, I challenge you to write a poem that involves an urgent journey and an important message.”

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While Paul Revere’s all very well –
Indeed, he rode like anything –
Another tale I have to tell,
Of Ndongeni* and Dick King.

The year was eighteen forty two.
In Port Natal the Boers had got
The Brits besieged and in a stew,
With, from all sides, shot after shot.

So Ndongeni horses found;
The two, in darkness that same night,
Swam horses to Bluff’s safer ground,
From where they could keep out of sight.

And then began the epic ride,
Brave Ndongeni, but sixteen,
Rode bareback till no more could bide
The chafing; still, halfway he’d been!

The route along a rugged coast;
Some hundred-twenty rivers crossed;
To pests and predators the host;
But Dick King let no time be lost.

Six hundred miles within ten days
(Some seven less than might be thought)
To Grahamstown, without delays,
The tidings of the plight he brought.

From Grahamstown relief was sent: 
In nick of time that help arrived;
The Boers retreated, and this meant, 
With no surrender, camp survived.

Dick King Statue 2

Now locals have themselves disgraced; 
In fits of anti-settler zeal,
The statue to him they’ve defaced –
They find such things have no appeal.

Yet both of Boer and Brit descent
Have celebrated all he did,
And Ndongeni hero call
For his part in the valiant bid.

*Pronounced (with almost inaudible ‘nn’ running into the ‘D’) nDONG-GAIR-(silent ‘R’)-KNEE.
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Rising to the occasion – Early Bird Photo Challenge.


 
Early Bird
I missed the early birds today for the Early Bird photo challenge – they cleaned out the feeder before I was awake!

This will have to substitute:

You know that the sun here is rising
You can see it is over the sea,
From east-coast shot getting
it would be up-setting,
And I’d be surmising,
a good deal surprising,
If over the land it should be.

 

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Really Awful Tweets from a Twit, and a Mess of an SMS


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For the renovation picture of today, the second bedroom has an improved outlook and more cupboard space with the re-siting and enlargement of this window.

For the renovation picture of today, the second bedroom has an improved outlook and more cupboard space with the re-siting and enlargement of this window.

I have only loosely applied the ‘Social Media-type’ prompt for Day Seventeen NaPoWriMo: 

hi ther evry 1 ges wot
a fly on keybrd I hav got

 

i saw the fly 1 time b4
but then was sitng on the dor

 

but now hes landed near my fingr
so wish tht he wld not here lingr

 

it looks like fly is here to stay
o  y  wont he jst go away

 

hes clening wings wif feet and stuf
ive realy had mor thn enuf

 

-p0p[

 

im sory wot u c ther at
is jst from whr i bashd him flat

 

cant n e mor to u now send
im fraid my keybrds at an end

 

so cos thts b cum such a mes
i hav to snd this sms

 

now   n  e  fing   2  rite wif lack
mi sistr wants her tablt back

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A Valiant Attempt; Really Awful Terzanelle and Jane.


1500 meter trial

Still-only-six-year-old R made a brave try at the 1500 metre swimming trial today in cold and rainy weather.  The distance was no problem to her, but she just can’t summon up enough speed yet to do it inside the required 40 minutes.  Still, her time for the 800 metres was considerably faster than last year, and we were really proud of her attempt.

After doing that swim, she still had the stamina to swim a few more lengths and do the various strokes and tumble turns needed for her Silver Badge.

And, she has officially been selected for her school’s swimming team!  The bad news on that one is getting her to three practices a week.

The NaPoWriMo Day 16 prompt is truly sadistic – a terzanelle.  This follows this rhyme scheme:

 ABA bCB cDC dED eFE fAFA or fFAA

where the upper case shows repeated lines and the lower case rhyming ones.  Being constrained by having the last two lines as re-used ones is quite a challenge. 

I have taken the form seriously.  The subject matter?

Perhaps far less,
For, as you see,
I’m into serious
Flippancy!

Terzanelle and Jane

Terzanelle came to replace
The Jane that used to be there –
She left Tarzan in disgrace. 

Sick of jungle life to share,
Monkey business she just left,
The Jane that used to be there. 

Leaving Tarzan quite bereft
Jane departed at great speed –
Monkey business she just left. 

Tell the truth, she’d taken heed
Tarzan chats up Terzanelle –
Jane departed at great speed. 

Now that Jane’s departed, well
Nothing else for him to do –
Tarzan chats up Terzanelle. 

Terazanelle has buzzed off, too,
He sobs, tears running down his face;
Nothing else for him to do –
She left Tarzan in disgrace.

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